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The Story of Miss Violet Parr
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Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Feb-9-2007 16:26

Miss Violet Parr smiled politely at the beggar who nearly bumped into her as she walked as fast as she possibly could through the streets of New York. Though Miss Parr felt sick to the stomach, she managed to smile at someone most people around her managed to ignore. The man, puzzled, looked at her from behind his shoulder as he walked away.

Adamant that she should not physically run into another person or, worse yet, an automobile, Violet Parr sat on the steps of a rundown bakery. Her mind twirled with the thoughts that attacked it when she was checking out of the Broadway Plaza Hotel.

She braced herself and tried very hard to empty her mind from thoughts… She could not…

Violet Parr was very good at escaping her present moments. She easily drifted away in thought, though she always attempted to conceal her daydreaming as much as possible. Nevertheless, she could never escape the past. Thoughts of her last visit to New York crept into her mind despite her.

She glanced at the New York streets and sidewalks absentmindedly as her mind dragged her back into the alleys of her memory.


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Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Feb-22-2007 11:21

Violet tightened the purple bathrobe she was wearing over her lilac nightgown around her shoulders. Her eyes darted back and forth between her mother and father. Their faces stern and to an extent concerned.

Madhuri Parr spoke first. "It all seems extraordinary..."
Sir Albert Parr agreed. "So it does..."

Violet decided to continue. "... and then I woke up and found myself in bed, and found you two sitting on either side of me... Father calm and collected... and mother... well you were weeping I suppose-"

"Would you blame me Violet?"
Miss Parr thought for a second then responded absent-mindedly. "No, not at all... I suppose I should be the one weeping and thanking God for being alive. Who brought me in?"

Sir Albert replied promptly. "A Mr. Samson and a Charlie fellow... The two chaps had a doctor with them... They assured us that you fainted from sheer stress and exhaustion."

"Father I am never stressed." Violet shot her swift response.
"Hah!" Came her mother's answer to that.

Violet shook off her slight irritation and continued speaking with her father. "Is my cousin Charles alright? He is the only Arundel I suspect of being up to no good... After all, he came very close to murdering Aunt Arabella, if you well remember... But I do not understand what he could possibly have to do with Mr. Georges... or the Arab... or why Barry's name was mentioned in all this..."

Sir Albert Parr got up and put his hand on his daughter's shoulder. "None of this currently matters dear. What matters now is that you are safe and that you shall stay safe and away from trouble. Won't you dear?"

Violet was daydreaming.

"Won't you?!" Mrs. Madhuri Parr snapped.

Violet Parr merely glanced at her mother's direction. "Indeed."


Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Feb-25-2007 08:57

An hour after Violet’s parents left, a man entered her apartment as she was unpacking her suitcase. The man quietly walked towards Violet slowly coming up from behind her. Miss Parr was busy unpacking her suitcase, and to the man’s sheer shock, Violet started to repack her suitcase with new clothes and items once she emptied it out.

Violet then unexpectedly turned as she was folding a clean violet scarf. She saw the man and, startled, shrieked with a mixture of horror and excitement. The man jumped back startled himself before attempting to approach and hug her.

Violet hugged him briefly, then pushed him back and gently slapped him. “There is a bell Leopold! You cannot just walk into people’s apartments!”

Leopold Parr answered gently. “But it’s my little sister’s apartment.”

Violet reiterated. “There is a bell Leopold! Next time ring it and do not get fresh with me! We’ve had this conversation about your manners before.”

Leopold gave her a sly smile. “I heard you survived numerous attempts on your life.”

Violet was shocked. “Do not be absurd Leopold, I beg of you!”

“Well mother called weeping, saying you were going to be killed by some secret mafia agents running loose in London.”

“Mother does not know what she is talking about. I am perfectly safe wherever I am in the world. I have faith in the divine protection awarded to me. Besides, people do not just randomly get killed!”

Leopold was puzzled. “I thought the reason why you are able to make a living is because people do indeed get randomly killed-”

“Don’t get fresh with me Leopold. I am alive, I am well…”

“And I am hungry.” Leopold concluded. “I have been craving your cheese & chutney finger sandwiches ever since I heard you traveled to New York.”

“Well…” Violet said apologetically. “Your craving will have to wait a while longer. I am in such a rush; I have no time to make you dinner Leopold. You should just get married and save us all the hassle of looking after you.”

Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Feb-25-2007 08:58

“It’s one after midnight! What’s the rush?”

“I need to pack and rest. I am leaving to New York again early in the morning.”

Leopold stuttered. “But… you can’t… you just got here!”

“I can and I know. Nevertheless, there is nothing for me to do in London and everything to do in New York.”

“What’s in New York that London can’t offer you Vi?”

“Answers… many answers... to many questions…”

Leopold did not understand. “Come again?”

Violet grabbed her brother’s hand and started leading him towards the door. “I know this may seem terribly rude of me Leopold, but I am glad to see you… even if it does not show… I am actually so glad to see you I will ask a favour of you.”

Leopold was now at the door not knowing what to say. “Sure! Anything you want, seeing that you refuse to make me finger sandwiches!”

“Next time I am in London –I promise- I will cater for you for a whole week.” Violet pushed on. “I do not want my parents to know of my decision to travel back to New York. Leopold please see to it that they do not know.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“I don’t know. Send them a telegram saying we traveled together to Leicester or something... Better yet, Coventry. Think of something.”

“Violet, what are you doing?”

“I will send you a letter from New York. I promise.”

Leopold appeared for once truly concerned. “Well… whatever you plan to do… be careful…”

Violet sighed. “I always am.”


Breitkat
Breitkat
Pinball Amateur

Mar-1-2007 02:26

Doug and Charlie knocked on Miss Parr's apartment door early the next morning. There was no answer, and all the windows were dark.

Doug looked at Charlie, disbelief in his eyes, "Sonuva...she wouldn't have...would she?"

Charlie just silently stared back at him.

Doug ran his hand through his hair wearily, "The Bosses are gonna bloody LOVE this. Let's go."

They turned and headed downstairs, and off to Bletchley Park again....

Breitkat
Breitkat
Pinball Amateur

Mar-1-2007 02:37

Several hours later, they'd managed to track down a couple of telegrams concerning Violet. One sent to Coventry appeared to be a false trail, but a second booking passage on board a ship returning to New York seemed to be genuine. With Scotland Yard's help, Doug and Charlie were indeed able to determine that Violet had set sail for New York with the morning tide. They sent a coded message off to the Department in New York, apprising the Admiral of Miss Parr's imminent arrival, and the latest developments....

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